Chapter 484: I heard the God of Knowledge is very poor

Following the big cat forward, after turning a corner, they saw a cave entrance.

There should have been buildings at the cave entrance, but now they had collapsed, leaving only ruins on the ground. Looking at the traces, the workmanship of the buildings seemed quite exquisite. When this place was complete, it must have been a magnificent place.

Walking into the cave, as soon as they entered, they saw a statue. The statue's arms and wings were gone, leaving only the head, neck, and a bare body.

Nai Ge Li Si now knew what kind of "embryo dragon" the big cat saw. This statue was about the same size as its current body, with a smiling expression. Even it couldn't help but be startled when it saw it: "Why is there my statue here?"

"Awoo~" the big cat said.

"Alright, alright, I know you just came and don't know, I'm not asking you. Anthony, do you know?" Nai Ge Li Si asked.

Anthony said somewhat hesitantly: "This place is called Starburst Canyon. You know how it came to be just by hearing the name. This was the location where the faith storm landed on the day of the God's Fall, bombing this place into a spider-web-like rift valley, extending in all directions."

"Why did the faith storm choose this place as the landing point? It must be because there was a very powerful god here. According to the historical materials I collected recently, this place was indeed the kingdom of a powerful god."

Speaking of this, Anthony looked at Ang, because Nai Ge Li Si was projected on Ang, so he was looking at Nai Ge Li Si: "Sea of Knowledge."

"Pfft—my temple?" Nai Ge Li Si sprayed out.

Anthony shook his head: "It shouldn't be. It's very likely just a coincidence, because when the day of the God's Fall happened, His Majesty hadn't come over yet, so it's impossible for him to have built a temple for you."

However, after a pause, Anthony said hesitantly: "I was originally certain, but now seeing this statue, I'm not certain anymore. If it's not your temple, why does this statue look as lecherous as you?"

"What lecherous, can you speak? I just have small eyes by nature," Nai Ge Li Si said angrily.

This question couldn't be answered. His Majesty couldn't have built a temple for Nai Ge here before he came over. So either it was a coincidence, and there was also a lecherous embryo dragon in this world, or His Majesty rebuilt the temple here later, but it was dilapidated now.

"I think it should be the latter. His Majesty later carved a stone statue for me and placed it here. Unfortunately, there is no appraisal technique that can appraise the formation time. Otherwise, if I appraised it, I would know when it was carved. I heard that Star Academy is developing a new technology recently, using the decay of the fourteenth what-not of carbon to appraise the formation time of items. I don't know if they succeeded."

Nai Ge Li Si said confusedly. Young people these days, the things they do can't even be understood by his God of Knowledge.

The statue couldn't be studied, so Ang and the others continued forward. Ge Lei snapped her fingers, and a flame burned, floating back and forth with Ge Lei's gaze, illuminating the places she saw.

"Torch spell, listed as a required magic for mages along with the Water Condensation spell. No matter what department of mage you are, it's best to practice it. You have to use it for lighting, making fire, boiling water, and bathing in the wild," Nai Ge Li Si introduced.

Ang learned to snap his fingers, and a flame burned.

"Alright, alright, don't learn the bad and learn the messy. You know Holy Light spell, simplifying it is the Lighting spell, no need to use a torch," Nai Ge Li Si complained.

Anthony quickly said: "My lord, like this."

After speaking, Anthony first closed his eyes, then opened them fiercely. His eyes immediately shone brightly, radiating two beams of light, shining into the pitch-black cave.

Looking at it from the side, it was like Anthony's eyes had installed searchlights: "My lord, this is the lighthouse on the other shore."

"Oh." Ang followed suit, closed his eyes, opened them fiercely, and immediately added two more beams of light shining into the cave.

The little angel followed suit, closed her eyes and opened them, her eyes shining brightly.

The little zombie closed its eyes, opened them, and its eyes started to smoke. Closing them and opening them again, another puff of black smoke came out. No matter what, it couldn't emit light, which made it shout "awoo awoo" in anger.

The little angel patted her chest: "Awoo."

Nai Ge Li Si roared: "You guys don't need lighting, why are you emitting light!"

Oh, that's right. The little zombie and the little angel are essentially undead creatures, with super strong dark vision. Being too bright is easy to dazzle their eyes instead.

But the little angel didn't care. She just wanted to emit light, shining around with two beams of light. Among the six beams of light, Ang and Anthony's were stable and moving, only hers was shaking back and forth.

Behind the broken statue was a corridor of knowledge. Why was it called the corridor of knowledge? Because it was written on the wall.

There were stone bookshelves on both sides of the wall, but the books inside had disappeared. There were no weathered residues on the ground, so they should have been taken away by someone.

Passing through the long corridor of knowledge, everyone entered a circular hall.

"Ku Ba Da, my book tower." As soon as he entered here, Nai Ge Li Si couldn't help but curse.

Now he didn't believe it even if he said it had nothing to do with him. The shape of this hall was exactly the same as his Brass Book Tower, except it was a bit shorter, unlike the one in the Palace of Rest, which seemed to have infinite height extending upward.

And after reaching about the third floor, there was a circle of seats around it, which should be for students to listen to lectures, because each seat was equipped with a table.

Of course, the tables and chairs were also made of stone, so they could be preserved until now.

Anthony said: "Although I don't know how many years it has been abandoned, judging by the appearance, it definitely hasn't been several thousand years, at most three or four hundred years. It seems His Majesty really built a

Ge Lei finally couldn't help it: "The Your Majesty you keep talking about, who exactly is it?"

"The Undead King," Anthony said.

"Pfft—what?"

Everyone expected her to be shocked, so they didn't pay it any mind and began searching the surroundings.

"There's a passage over here."

"There's a passage over here too."

"Ao!" The little angel held a bouquet of flowers and floated down from the seat on the third floor.

Negris took a look and said in surprise: "Eh? Fresh flowers? Where did you find them?"

The little angel pointed at the seat. The flowers were still very fresh, which meant what? Someone had been here recently.

"There's a small note, take it out and see what's written on it," Negris said.

Ang picked it up and took a look. Negris read the words on the note directly: "Omniscient God of Knowledge, please bless our expedition with success, help us solve all the puzzles, and grant us your inheritance."

Anthony took it and sniffed it: "There's still a bit of ink smell; it wasn't written long ago. I reckon the person who wrote the note is still here."

"Why would someone be here? Turn them off, turn them off, turn off your big lights and torches," Negris said hurriedly.

Ge Lei asked, puzzled: "Do we need to be this careful? I think this note looks like it was written by a child; we shouldn't need to be afraid of them, right?"

"Am I afraid? I'm worried about scaring them. If that happens, there will be no fun left. Quickly, put them out."

Everyone turned off their lighting one after another. Anthony spread his hands and said: "Teasing children is Lord Negris's hobby."

Negris chuckled twice and turned his attention back to the note: "Is this a message from my believers? Bless them with a successful expedition? What does solving all the puzzles mean? Grant them my inheritance? Could it be that I still have an inheritance left here?"

"I'm more curious about how they got in. The scarecrow Wuga has been wandering around here for a long time, and it looks like it's been wandering for quite a while. What kind of person would dare to run into Wuga's wandering range? Both the Warlock Alliance and the Undead Council have warned me to be careful of this scarecrow," Anthony said.

Ge Lei widened her eyes and asked, puzzled: "Lord Anthony, are you saying that the Warlock Alliance and the Undead Council 'both' warned you? They..."

Ge Lei emphasized the word 'both', clearly not understanding. These two sides were mortal enemies; why would 'both' need to warn Anthony?

"Oh, I'm very familiar with both of them. You'll slowly find out later," Anthony said.

Ge Lei blinked her large eyes, looking blank.

Negris pondered and said: "Could it be because of Wuga that they had the chance to get in? A place like this would usually be guarded or sealed off. Maybe Wuga scared the guards away?"

"It's possible," Anthony said.

Just then, Ang suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the passage on the left: "Someone is coming."

"Quick, quick, quick, hide, hehe," Negris urged hurriedly, the joy in his voice almost overflowing.

Kubada had been farming in the North Wind Desert for so long that he had even grown a forest; finally, there was a chance to come out and play. Besides, these were just children who believed in the God of Knowledge; how could he not have some fun with them?

Everyone hurriedly hid with great interest. Ge Lei watched this, unable to help but complain internally: Whose hobby is this, really?

After everyone was hidden, it wasn't long before voices came from the passage: "So tired, no clues at all. Let's get something to eat first. It's not convenient to start a fire inside, so we'll cook in the Hall of Knowledge."

A female voice said weakly: "Is this okay? Cooking in the Hall of Knowledge, will the God of Knowledge blame us?"

"Aiya, how could he? People who yearn for knowledge also need to eat, right? Otherwise, where would we get the strength to study? The God of Knowledge won't blame us. You sneak snacks in class all the time, and I've never seen the teacher beat you," the first male voice replied.

"Oh, right. Sigh, if only the God of Knowledge could merge with the God of Planting. If we could eat what we grow and gain knowledge, how great would that be? Then I wouldn't have to study until dawn every day and lose hair from staying up late," the female voice said painfully.

"Good idea. You go persuade the God of Knowledge so we don't have to study anymore. We'll just eat; the more we eat, the more knowledge we get. By then, the most knowledgeable people will definitely be the fattest," the male voice clapped in approval.

The female voice became even more pained: "Oh, no, I don't want to become a big fatty. I'd rather stay up late and lose my hair."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh. Anthony even glanced at Ang: The God of Planting and the God of Knowledge really were one and the same.

Following these two voices, a male and female mage turned out of the passage. Looking at their green robes, they were actually both Low Rank mages, and their chests were imprinted with a strange symbol.

Seeing that symbol, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Ge Lei. On the chest of Ge Lei's robe, there was an identical symbol.

Ge Lei said in a surprised whisper: "The logo of the Truth Research Society. People from our association? What a coincidence."

"I think it's more like being bold. Two Low Rank rookies, why would they dare to come here?" Negris complained.

The green Low Rank robes meant these two mages were at most third rank. Mages of this level didn't even have the qualifications to go out and take jobs. General mercenary groups wouldn't recruit mages of this level; they could only register as freelance mercenaries themselves. Yet, they dared to come out and explore?

The two mages clumsily set up a fire to roast cakes, started the pot to heat oil, and hung a kettle to boil water. One look and you could tell they weren't skilled, unlike people who lived in the wild often. But relying on the Torch Spell and Water Condensation Spell, they successfully completed these tasks.

While working and chatting, the female mage asked: "Senior, will the God of Knowledge really leave behind an inheritance? I heard the God of Knowledge is very poor; the most valuable things are books."

Fortunately, since the projection was on Ang, his face couldn't be seen, but Negris's old face flushed red.

It was true; he was very poor when he was alive. Unlike general dragons who liked shiny things, Negris liked books and collected a nest full of scrolls. But before he even died, they had been mostly gnawed away by insects and ants.

Later, he heard that someone found his nest, went in, and cried. They only picked up a few books that hadn't rotted away, and they even lost money on the travel expenses for the treasure hunt.

"Don't worry. Although the God of Knowledge is poor, I'll tell you a secret: this temple was very likely built by the Undead King."

"How is that possible?" The female mage was greatly shocked.

The male mage said dismissively: "How is it impossible? The immortal king is naturally the most knowledgeable existence. It's even possible that the king is the God of Knowledge himself."

"But... but the statue is clearly a dragon," the female mage murmured. She couldn't connect the God of Knowledge with the Undead King and had never even thought in that direction.

"That dragon looks lecherous; it's even less likely. It's probably just a mount," the male mage said dismissively.

Negris began to mutter angrily: "Kubada, you're the mount! Your whole family are mounts!"

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Regarding the last question in the passage, do you have any clues?" The female mage struggled for a while, and since she really couldn't verify it, she had to change the subject.

"No clues at all. What is the God of Knowledge's name? Isn't he called the God of Knowledge? Could it be that he has a name?" The male mage said distressfully: "We solved the Star Deflection Algorithm, the Magic Circuit Function, and the Multiple Stacking Equation just to reach the final level. I didn't expect it to be this kind of question. Who knows what the God of Knowledge is called?" the male mage said distressfully.

A voice suddenly sounded in the ear of the female mage, Tiguli: "Do you want to know what the God of Knowledge is called? Pray. Pray to the God of Knowledge. If your faith is sincere, there will surely be a response."